Chapter 864 I Am Your Father

"Triples!" Even Jin Longniang was stunned for a moment by what Morea said, and then a look of approval appeared on her face, "That's good!"

"However, it will consume more energy!" Morea reminded, looking at his three grandfathers and grandmothers.

"Source power is not a problem!" Yalista waved her hand very proudly when she heard Morea mentioning the problem of source power. Her current source power has reached the point where she can't be used up temporarily.

Yalista obtained 20 standard drops of source power from the Titans and the Blazing Gods, but the principle she gained was far more than that.

After she left the Titan Islands, she began to sell her mastery of the source power secret technique to the dragon king she knew. After all, she is also a dragon, and there is no reason to teach the source power secret technique to the other two races, not to Ben ethnic epic.

However, this is the secret technique she brought back with all her life, and she cannot impart it to other dragon kings for free. Therefore, Yalista sells it to every dragon king with a drop of standard force and a conscience price of the secret technique. is every bit.

So over the years, the source power that Yalista has harvested from the Dragon King has been close to what she received from the Titans and the Blazing Gods. During this period of time, her strength has risen significantly. The first-order fusion of the epic, she immediately It is about to be completed, and it is ready to enter the second stage of the epic, the realm.

"A drop of source power, I can still take it out." Archimonde, Lord of the Wilderness, cast a glance at Arista. He was not as rich as the upstart Dragon King, but he was also not poor.

"I don't lack this source of power!" Aldiba said with a smile, these two are out, how can he back off!

"Then it's decided!"

"The question now is whether Micah is willing or not." Morea scratched his head, and suddenly remembered the most crucial question, being pregnant with three children at one time, this is a bit...

"Nurturing one's own descendants is the inescapable responsibility of every immortal species, and Micah will not shirk in such a matter!" Arudhiba, the blazing god, said with a look full of information.

"Is there anything else to do with this? If not, I'll go see my son!" Seeing the end of the conversation, Morea said impatiently.

"Go!" The three epics who had secretly spied on their great-grandsons agreed.

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"Micah!" After being thrown out of the temporarily constructed space, Morea looked around the direction.

Then he went straight to the cloud city above the sky. After entering the cloud city, he didn't care about the angels who bowed to him and said hello, and rushed directly into the atrium.

"What have you been doing?" In the sky garden beyond the limit of mortal imagination, Michaelella, who heard the call, turned around and looked at Morea, who flew in in a hurry, frowned slightly, and asked with some dissatisfaction .

"Cough! I was dragged by the elders to talk!" While explaining, Morea sensed Michaelella's breath. Disappeared.

"Where's my son?" Morea asked eagerly.

Boom!

Moreya's words were just asked, and a golden thunder that flew between the clouds fell and bombarded him directly, and then a huge force acted on Moreya's body, Moreya couldn't help but leap forward , he was crushed to the ground by a behemoth relative to ordinary humans.

"That's what you have on your back!" Looking at Morea who was crushed to the ground, Michaelella couldn't help but smile.

"Good boy!" Morea didn't have to look back to know what was holding him behind him. This was a young dragon with a golden shimmer all over his body. There were six slightly immature horns on his forehead, the size of which was the same as that of his dragon. The shape is very similar.

"Oh hoo!" Just after birth, the dragonfly, which was nearly five meters long from the beginning to the end, uttered a slightly immature roar at Murray, and a little white flame fell on Murray's body, burning Murray. ya's body,

"Who are you?" The soft and waxy voice sounded, with a hint of curiosity. Although he was just born, he already had enough wisdom to distinguish things. He felt that the tiny creature that he had pressed to the ground was very kind.

"I'm..." A smile appeared on the face of Morea, who was thrown down without even seeing his own son. The body pressed by his son under his claws began to swell sharply, with golden patches of gold. The dragon scales emerged from his fair skin, the sinuous dragon horns protruded from its forehead, the wings that could cover the sky, and the slender and sinuous dragon tail.

"Your father!" Morea showed his dragon form at this time. At this time, he, not counting the tail, was already 180 meters in size. , is already too much,

"Wow!" Seeing Morea who broke free from under his claws and couldn't even see his head when he looked up, the little dragonfly was immediately frightened, and hurriedly took a few steps back and let out a cry.

The frightened little dragon, in the surprised eyes of Morea, changed into a blazing god doll with ten wings, spread out the wings of golden flames, and flew into the sky, and flew to the sky in a blink of an eye. Morea's nostrils.

Looking at the little boy who was naked, fluttering five pairs of small wings, trying to get away from him, and flying by in front of his eyes, Morea was silent for a while, and then in the shocking eyes of this little boy, the huge The golden dragon slowly stood up, endless golden thunder lingered on it, and then a tall humanoid creature appeared in the thunder.

Morea showed off the form of a titan. The 180-meter-tall titan stretched out his palm and fluttered hard, trying to get away from his little boy. Then, when he had no room to resist, he slammed it into his hands. He held it in the palm of his hand.

Morea, who had grabbed his eldest son, turned his palm upwards, and then slowly opened his fingers, revealing a little boy with loose black hair, bright golden eyes, and ten wings on his back. Sitting in the palm of Morea, he raised his head blankly, looking at Morea's huge face looking down at him.

"Wow! Mom save me!" The eldest son of Morea saw such a powerful face, and he was so frightened that he cried out, shouting loudly to Michaela, wanting his mother to save him.

"Okay, Morea, restrain your strength. This is your son, not your enemy. What are you doing with your complete posture! You scared him."

"Can such a gesture scare him?" Seeing Michaelella standing beside him, Murray asked in confusion. He remembered that when he was just born, his parents showed complete The gesture looked down at him, and he wasn't frightened at all.

"What do you think?" Looking at the child who was frightened and cried by his father not long after he was born, Michaelela, who often found out his full form, silently pulled out a sword with a blank expression on his face. looking at Morea.

"Okay, okay, I'll restrain my strength!" Under the watchful eyes of Michaelella, who was holding a big sword, Morea gave up telling her about the scene where she was just born when she was a child, and the towering body of the Titan slowly slowed down. Shrinking slowly.

Soon, under the supervision of Michaelella, Morea reduced his size to the size of an ordinary cloud giant, and with his current size, he could hold his eldest son with open palms.

Although he is in the form of a blazing god, the eldest son of Morea who has just made a sound is nearly three meters tall, which is stronger than he was at the beginning.

"..." Sure enough, as Moreya's body gradually shrank, his eldest son gradually stopped crying, but his face gradually showed a curious color.

At this scene, Morea felt a little embarrassed inexplicably, and it really was because he was too majestic, which scared his eldest son to tears.

"Cough!" Morea coughed dryly, pretending to be majestic, trying to save face and ease her just clarity.

"Wow!" Muria, who had been in the high position for a long time, coughed dryly, and suddenly his son cried out in fright. Michaelella, who was watching, couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Okay, what kind of air do you put on your son?" Michaelella slapped Moria on the shoulder. She really couldn't stand the clumsy hands and feet that Moria showed at the moment. Although it was the first time to be a father, Inexperienced, but shouldn't have dealt with such a mistake.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm your father, and I will never hurt you!" Seeing his son crying again, Muriya quickly showed a bright smile.

"Wow..." It just seemed that the kid also noticed that Morea had no ill will towards him, and he wanted to vent his grievances just now, so he burst into tears, making Morea a little confused. At this moment, he seemed a little embarrassed.

"What's his real name?" Seeing that his comfort was useless to his son, Morea gave up, made him cry, and instead turned to Michaelella and asked.

With his son's aptitude, he would say his real name when he was just born, so when he was dragged by his elders to have a heart-to-heart talk, he missed the important moment of listening to his son's real name.

"Aiolos Iapetos Michael Elonsas!" Michaelella said his son's real name.

"Aiolos? A good name!" Morea looked at her son who was held in the palm of her hand, with a sincere smile on her face. Seeing that his parents ignored him, the boy gradually stopped crying.

"My eldest son, your name will reverberate on the land of Senaps, and all creatures living in this land will chant your name! You will surely become the king of Senaps!"

Morea recited his impromptu words, while Michaella opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but said nothing. She has no reason to prevent her son from becoming an emperor, it is not a reason to have to endure too much.